The job of being personal body guard and best friend is challenging, to say the least. Being always ready to spring into action at the slightest provocation is extremely demanding. However, I must also be ready to offer a consoling ear when needed. Sniffing out possible threats, dangers and comfortable places to grab a quick nap can take a toll on one’s sense. Fortunately, rewards are plentiful every day even if I don’t have thumbs.

The arrival of a new day brings with it the incredible reward of breakfast. Not just pathetic dry dog food in a stainless steel bowl breakfast, but the real stuff. A dog breakfast fit for a king dog like me. Just dreaming about dog breakfast, sunrise bacon egg makes for many sleepless nights. But, I am a dog. I can and do tough it out.

After a long day of doing doggy stuff like hiding slippers, pushing pillows of the sofa, or chasing that annoying feline, not to mention taking the best walks in the world, I get to have dinner. My best meal comes when I get canine cuisine. I can smell it now, but it’s not dinner time yet. This is going to make waiting really tough. Do you have any idea how hard it is to wait for a dish of superb canine cuisine?

But sometimes I get a surprise when I do something really good like bring in the paper or find the shoe I hid. When that happens I get dog gourmet treats and I don’t have to share with the poodle down the street. Eating like this is nothing but the best fine dining doggy style in the world. –lo-